Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1887-08-25
A FOREIGN, EDUCATION.
Written for this p6per.1

- SOIhT hOSSE, mhICu, toUE
DEAREST LoUIsE-How strange 1t ID for
me 10 be writing from this place. which two
weeks ago / never had dreamed of seeing
Oh, how different war makes everything
What . strange people! What changes in a
single week! s.
Ihave 80 much to say to you that I don't
know where to begin. am 20 distraite; my
poor head is in whirl Then have become
so unused to the English, which have sell
dom spoken since went to Nine BIS, at
Geneva, when was scarcely 8 years old.
Think Of not using ones native language for
ten years. Isn't it tristei
Ipromised you that should write as soon
as should leave the steamer on our arriv al
Mon Diehi how little We know what we will
do! When reached home found the house
in commotion. A telegram had come from
Frank, who was with the army in Virginia
you know what have always hoped for you
and Frank, that he had been wounded and
was lying at a house on a plantation at this
place Mamma was in an agony about him.
She was not at all well, and very nervous
Yet she declared that sue would 20 to Frank
What could dot l told her that would 90
myself; l, who had never Travelled q mile
alone, who had never in my life mingled
with the world without an attendant; l vol
unteered everything is volunteer now to 60
and nurse Frank.
But cannot tell you everything There is
so much to tell about what has happened
since my arrival here. When the train that
brought me drew up at the station and l
stepped out on to the platform, a young officer
addressed me. He was superb. as this Miss
Reveref' at Is; and your "Your broth
er's friend, Lieut.. Wentworth. Frank asked
me to meet you and escort you to the house
where he is lying" as be ont OF dangerr'
"He is" "Mercil mercir Would you be-
lieve it, Louise, his-pantaloons were tucked
IN his boots. 10 think that Frank should
have friend who would come to meet me in
such costumel He took my-my umbrella,
and-oh, dear, how these words trouble me
my sachet and my shawls please step this
way to the carriage" he said
And what do you suppose was the carriagel
did not know then myself or I would not
havs ridden In 1t for the world. 1t was what
they carry the sick and wounded in. got in
at the end, as one gets into d stage on Broad.
way in New YORK;. Lieut.. Wentworth sat
opposite me. How strange to ride with a
man without chaperon. l had never before
done anything SO unconventional.
And oh, Lonise, the roads! The jolting was
terrible sits those heavy guns" Mr.. Went
worth said; "they've played the devil with
the wheeling" He is so brusque He might
at least have said diable. The French is not
so harsh. tried to keep myself on the mar
row seat. 1t was impossible. Suddenly the
wheel sank in a rut, and | was thrown-must
l write itl-into Mr.. Wentworths arms.
got back to my seat as best could. "There's
no use mincing matters" be said. "Pardon
me. l would not be rude to Franks sister.
1t is unnecessary" and be sat beside me and
took one Of my hands in his iron grasp and
put his arm--ma fol !-about my waist, brac-
ing his feet against tue opposite side.
You will not believe ne, ma chere, when
tell you that was forced 70 ride all the way
to the house in this unconventional way to
prevent being injured. How would Nine.
b have looked could she have seen mel
shudder to think Of the awful things she
would say to me.
Then we arrived As We were about 10
enter Franks room we saw Frank throug'
he open door lying in bed propped up on Dill
lows A young girl about our own age wa,
standing over him. She was smoothing hi.
hair with brush. There was no other on.
with them In the room, only the cat. To
think OF no chaperon but gray cat. All!
how beautiful was the jeune-I mean the
young girl Such supple figurei such dark
eyes! l took fright at once. l thought of
what I had always hoped for you and Frank.
She gave his hair last touch and we saw
Frank look up at her with such a tendre ocil-
lade. Then she walked away to the bureau
and we went into the room, and my arms
were soon about my dear brothers neck, and
felt relieved that he was still alive and out
of danger.
In the evening it was warm and pleasant,
March here is like May. I he sash was up,
and just as it grew dark could mo out of the
open easement the full moon resting on the
dark crest to the eat. Frank and had
been chatting. He grew weary and sunk
into o slumber. heard a clanking at
the front of the house and a heavy tread
md jingle Of spurs on the porch. which here
they call the veranda. ! knew it was Lieut.
Wentworth. went out on tiptoe and asked
him not to make so great noise as battle,
',ecause Frank was sleeping. He asked par
don and We sat down III seats on the yer lnda.
slave you met the young girl before-the
one who was with Fraukp whispered to
him SO that should not waken Frank.
"Once or twice." he said.
"She cannot be of more use now I am
here. Perhaps she has been very kind"
Every" He does not speak long sentences
"You know Frank is fancep
"Nos"
ayes, to a very dear friend Of mine. At
least want him to be"
"Tha,s not engaged" he said
"Nimporte IL shall be as / wish"
suppose this girl should fall in love with
him."
ado you know that was what was fear
ing. l am so glad you spoke it to me. }
wanted to say it to you"
"Wbat will you dol"
~ have done one thing already. Ispoks to
Frank about Louise Mr. Wentworth ha,
heard Frank speak about you, and knew
whom meant when she was by, so that she
would know. ! think she turned q little
pale"
$50 soonf'
"sShs has only known him a week can't
conceive Of one falling in love or marryin.
without years acquaintance"
"Nor l, )" lie said, which thought was very
rude to say to me, sitting beside him. "Cant
lie he moved"
~ asked him that, but he said that he wa
comfortable, and did not want to be moved
"That looks bad, Mr. Wentworth said.